Blood rained down, and the scarlet sky was like a hideous devil, with teeth and claws.

An earth-shattering sword rainbow galloped between heaven and earth, as if it was about to tear the entire heaven and earth apart.

"The deity has been waiting for more than a thousand years, and now the time is ripe, as long as the deity uses the Bodhi in the Locking Martial Hell, the deity will be able to condense the body of the origin of cause and effect!"

"Once the Buddha-figure condenses the body of the origin of cause and effect, its cultivation will inevitably skyrocket!"

"At that time, even if you fight alone, the deity is not afraid!"

The pale face couldn't hide the urgency on Zhao Zun's face, this Locked Martial Hell was extremely important to him.

It can even be said that this Locked Martial Hell is Zhao Zun's last hole card, and it also determines whether he can reverse the situation.

Scarlet thunder swam in the sky above, sometimes with a deafening roar.

"Hopefully, it's still too late!" Zhao Zun's eyes showed murderous intent, at this moment, he no longer cared about the so-called Emperor's covenant.

Zhao Zun knew that after the fall of Wei Zun and Han Zun, this Emperor's Covenant had already existed in name only.

Boom! The rainbow-like sword swept across the heavens and the earth, setting off a rolling thunder sound, and a cold killing machine went straight to Zhao Guo's Suowu Hell.

Lock the martial arts, and the catkins are flying.

This is a poetic world, Ye Chen sat under Bodhi with a peaceful expression.

Bodhi, in the Buddhist family, represents enlightenment.

And at this moment, Ye Chen, after devouring the endless power of cause and effect around him, also had some understanding.

These perceptions were not enough for him to completely control cause and effect, but Ye Chen was convinced that as long as he continued to accumulate, one day he would completely comprehend.

Wen Ran held his chin in both hands, squatting on a willow, and then the green silk like a waterfall swayed in the wind, as soft as the willow, and his bright eyes stared at the white-clothed figure in the sky motionlessly.

And the surrounding Martial God Elective Clan. He didn't dare to take a breath, standing in place, not saying a word, for fear of disturbing Ye Chen.

The cold breeze was blowing, and the branches of the huge Bodhi tree were swaying, and the green leaves were gone with the wind.

Ye Chen's eyes slowly opened, looking at the green leaves that seemed to be real, his eyes showed a touch of contemplation, and he muttered, "The leaves are gone." Is it the tree that has not been retained, or is it the pursuit of the wind?"

"No matter what, the pursuit of the wind is not retained, this is the cause, and the effect, but the leaves are withered!"

The moon god mark at the center of the eyebrows burst out with dazzling light, and the Bodhi leaves danced wildly in the sky, and these Bodhi leaves were all transformed by endless cause and effect. fell on Ye Chen's body and integrated into Ye Chen's body.

Sitting under the Bodhi tree, Ye Chen seems to be a monk who has attained Taoism, and more like a wise man. There is wisdom in the deep gaze.

At this moment, Ye Chenjian's eyebrows furrowed slightly, looking at the blue sky, a shocking pressure came towards him. He knows who this oppression comes from.

"It's coming faster than you think. But it's just him!" Ye Chen's voice was extremely indifferent, with a hint of murderous intent in his indifference.

Immediately, the warm dyed willow eyebrows sitting on the willows also frowned, and when he got up, his long soft black hair fell down, swaying in the wind, with an indescribable style.

"It's Zhao Zun's breath!" Wen Ran whispered, but his gaze was looking at Ye Chen, on that overly young face, Wen Ran didn't see any panic, but was a little expectant.

Yes, it is expectation, condensing the fifth origin body, although Ye Chen has not stepped into the pursuit of defeat, but he is confident that when he meets the former emperors, he also has the strength to fight, especially the evolution of the twenty-second sword, his strength is far greater than that of dozens of days ago.

"Everyone!" Ye Chen's whole body was still filled with a terrifying and incomparably tearing force, and the power of cause and effect around him was still surging towards his body like a tide.

Although Ye Chen's voice was not loud, it clearly reached the ears of every Martial God Elector Clan present.

"Engong!" these Martial God Electors whispered with great tacit understanding, and their eyes were full of gratitude as they looked at Ye Chen.

"In a few moments, Zhao Zun will come, you all leave this hell as soon as possible and go to the Great Qian Empire, where there are clansmen to pick you up!" Ye Chen said slowly, countless hells were broken, and the Martial God Chosen Clan gathered in the Great Qian Empire, and now, in the Great Qian Empire, there was a force that made Tiangang shake, Ye Chen was convinced that Ye Wushuang would control this force well.

In the eyes of the Tiangang warriors, the deities are like gods, and in the eyes of the Martial God Election Clan, the Martial God Elect Clan is like a demon.

However, there are also a few martial gods who choose the clan, and their eyes show war intent, and several of them step out into the air, "We are willing to accompany Engong to fight Zhao Zun to the death!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen glanced at it and nodded secretly, the cultivation of these people is not weak, the realm of martial arts, the most rare thing is to have a fearless heart, as long as these people grow up, they will inevitably become the mainstay of the martial god.

The country of Zhao is extremely far away from the Great Qian Empire, and if these tens of thousands of martial gods want to go to the Great Qian Empire, they will inevitably travel long distances, and they will also meet Tiangang warriors on the way, and the strength of these warriors can just play a protective role.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen shook his head and politely refused: "You have a long way to go to the Great Qian Empire with your clan, and you still need to contribute more along the way!"

Hearing this, these people looked slightly hesitant.

Ye Chen continued: "One Zhao Zun, I alone is enough!"

The plain words revealed Ye Chen's strong self-confidence, and these hesitant warriors nodded one after another, bowing to Ye Chen, "Then according to the words of Engong!"

"Time is short, you guys leave as soon as possible!" Ye Chen raised his head, glanced at the sky, felt its increasing oppression, and urged.

"I want to go, I'm dreaming!"

"Today, you will wait for these lowly people, and you will be buried with five generations!"

However, at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded between heaven and earth, and the entire blue sky became extremely hazy at this moment, whirring, and the vast and boundless pressure was like a tide, surging out of the sky.

Standing on the ground, the Martial God Xuan clan only felt that the mountains were falling on his body, heavy, depressing, and even a feeling of suffocation.

Boom! The void shattered, endless turbulence surged, and a figure slowly came out, and that cold gaze was enough to freeze the entire heaven and earth.

"Zhao Zun!" In the crowd, several Martial God Electors exclaimed.

Ye Chen was still sitting under the Bodhi tree, staring at Zhao Zun coldly, feeling the oppression from Zhao Zun's body, especially when he saw the eye-catching sword marks on Zhao Zun's body, Ye Chen's eyes sneered even more, "It's faster than I imagined, and the injuries on my body are also heavier than I imagined!"

"Five generations!" Zhao Zun, who appeared, looked at the Bodhi in the sky at first sight, and when he saw that the power of cause and effect circulating on Bodhi was all integrated into Ye Chen's body, the anger in Zhao Zun's heart was like a volcano bursting out, "Touching the things of the deity, today, you will pay the price for your arrogance!" Boom, the majestic pressure was as if Mount Tai had fallen to the ground, the entire earth collapsed, and the swaying willow turned into ashes.

More than 10,000 Martial God Electors were even more unable to move, bearing this coercion.

Zhao Zun could see that the causal origin above Bodhi was less than one-third of what it used to be, and even if he used these causal origins, he could not be 100% sure of condensing the body of causal origin.

The only chance to turn the tables was to die in the hands of Ye Chen like this, Zhao Zun had only one thought in his heart, he wanted to kill someone!

He wants to kill all the lowly people present, even the five generations of moon gods.

At the same time, Zhao Zun also noticed the existence of Wen Ran, and secretly sneered in his heart: "She really left a hand, but today, she will also be buried with the five generations!"

Boom! The rules of endless time were surging down in the sky, and at this moment, Zhao Zun was like a demon god, his long hair danced wildly, and a simple iron sword pierced out in the endless turbulence.

Zhao Zun grabbed the iron horse with one hand, and danced with his long sleeves, "You lowly people, all die today!" (to be continued......)